Dogie's Lament - The Kingston Trio

As I was out walkin' one mornin' for pleasure, I spied a cow puncher a-ridin'

along

His hat was thrown back and his spurs were a-jinglin' and as he approached he

was singin' this song:

Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie.

It’s your misfortune and none of my

own

Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie.

You know that Wyoming will be your

new home

Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie.

It’s your misfortune and none of my

own

Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie.

You know that Wyoming will be your

new home

It’s early in the spring when they round up the doggies.

They mark 'em and

brand 'em and bob off their tails

They round up the horses, load up the chuck wagon.

Then send the doggies out on

the long tail

Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie.

It’s your misfortune and none of my

own

Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie.

You know that Wyoming will be your

new home

Your mother was raised a-way down in Texas where the Jimsonweed and the

sandburrs grow

We’ll feed you up on prickly pear and cholla and then send you roamin' to old

Idaho

Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie.

It’s your misfortune and none of my

own

Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie.

You know that Wyoming will be your

new home